Dreams

Dreams. Glimpses of yesterday blow through the tree limbs

Flutter in the golden hints of autumn’s glow

Find me undone, open, ready

 

Healing dreams. Ghosts of yesterday visit me in night watches

Bring to me feelings of tenderness, warmth, caring

Leave me undone, open, ready

 

Terrifying dreams. Glimmers of yesterday haunt my today

Stab me in the gut of my silence

Find me undone, open, ready

 

Inviting dreams. Glowing with yesterday’s sunset sky

Beckon me to watch and listen to what might yet be that is not yet

Find me undone, open, ready

Comments

[Christi]

Healing dreams . . . ready . . . I love that!